Disclaimer: You can sue Sara and I if you want for using these characters, but all you'll get are a few potato candies (I want to try those, Sara) and a stuffed animal named HowieBear (BSB RULEZ!!).
Jamie's POV (Wow, that rarely happens!)
"Maci! Jamie! It's time to get up!" Auntie A yelled softly up the stairs.
"Come on, Sara. We'll miss the train to Hogwarts." I mumbled. I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. My sandy brown hair reached the middle of my back, and my olive green eyes stared back at me. I went over to my closet and got a black t-shirt and blue flared jeans and threw them on.
"Sara Macinzie Angel! Wake up!" I said clearly, which made Sara wake up. I grabbed a baby blue shirt and black jeans and handed them to her. She put them on. We then rushed downstairs.
"It's about time you two got up. We have to take Harry, also." Auntie A said.
"I'll get him." I said in a sing-song voice. Auntie A nodded, and I ran out the door. I knocked on the door to Number 4, Privet Drive. A boy with untidy black hair, bright green eyes and a lightning bolt scar opened the door.
"Hi, Harry!" I said.
"Hello, Liz." Harry mumbled.
"Come on! First day at Hogwarts!" I said.
"Liz, how come you didn't go to Hogwarts the past five years? I mean, that's how long you've been living with Mrs. Figg." Harry said.
"She wanted us to be "home-schooled", so we would get the "right information privately"." I said, using air quotations.
"Oh, gotcha." Harry said. Before we knew it, we were going through the barrier to get to Platform 9 ¾. Then we boarded the train. We found a compartment. About 30 minutes later, the door slid open and two red heads and a bushy brown haired trio walked in.
"Ron, Ginny, Hermione, these people are Sara Macinzie and Jamie Elizabeth." Harry said, motioning to us.
"Call me Liz" I said.
"Call me Maci." Sara said.
"We should be getting the 6th annual visit from Malfoy anytime soon." Ron said. My head snapped in his direction.
"Malfoy. As in…" But I didn't get to finish my sentence as the compartment door slid open and a pale, platinum blonde haired boy walked in.
"Oh, I didn't know this compartment was full of filth" Draco said. I stood up.
"Draco?" I asked, shocked with my eyes wide. He looked at me then his eyes widened.
"Jamie?" He looked at Sara, "Maci? What are you two doing here, with them?"
"Well, for your information, Draco," Sara said, "Harry is our next door neighbor, and Aunt Arabella asked us to sit with him and his friends."
"Really? You live with Mrs. Figg? Why?" Draco asked.
"Your master killed their parents, Ferret." Harry said, putting emphasis on 'your master'.
"He's not my master, Potter. But Voldermort," Ron and Ginny winced, "killed your parents?"
"They were Muggles, and in the wrong place at the wrong time." I said, feeling the tears well up. I hadn't talked about my parents since they were killed.
"I'm sorry, Jamie. I didn't mean for you to…" Draco tried to say something, but all that came out was a deep breath. The tears were running down my face, and I couldn't stop them.
"Let them all out, James." Draco said, and hugged me, letting me cry into his robes.
"Damn, we have to change!" Sara exclaimed. We did, and when we were done, we were at Hogwarts.
Jamie's POV (Wow, that rarely happens!)
"Maci! Jamie! It's time to get up!" Auntie A yelled softly up the stairs.
"Come on, Sara. We'll miss the train to Hogwarts." I mumbled. I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. My sandy brown hair reached the middle of my back, and my olive green eyes stared back at me. I went over to my closet and got a black t-shirt and blue flared jeans and threw them on.
"Sara Macinzie Angel! Wake up!" I said clearly, which made Sara wake up. I grabbed a baby blue shirt and black jeans and handed them to her. She put them on. We then rushed downstairs.
"It's about time you two got up. We have to take Harry, also." Auntie A said.
"I'll get him." I said in a sing-song voice. Auntie A nodded, and I ran out the door. I knocked on the door to Number 4, Privet Drive. A boy with untidy black hair, bright green eyes and a lightning bolt scar opened the door.
"Hi, Harry!" I said.
"Hello, Liz." Harry mumbled.
"Come on! First day at Hogwarts!" I said.
"Liz, how come you didn't go to Hogwarts the past five years? I mean, that's how long you've been living with Mrs. Figg." Harry said.
"She wanted us to be "home-schooled", so we would get the "right information privately"." I said, using air quotations.
"Oh, gotcha." Harry said. Before we knew it, we were going through the barrier to get to Platform 9 ¾. Then we boarded the train. We found a compartment. About 30 minutes later, the door slid open and two red heads and a bushy brown haired trio walked in.
"Ron, Ginny, Hermione, these people are Sara Macinzie and Jamie Elizabeth." Harry said, motioning to us.
"Call me Liz" I said.
"Call me Maci." Sara said.
"We should be getting the 6th annual visit from Malfoy anytime soon." Ron said. My head snapped in his direction.
"Malfoy. As in…" But I didn't get to finish my sentence as the compartment door slid open and a pale, platinum blonde haired boy walked in.
"Oh, I didn't know this compartment was full of filth" Draco said. I stood up.
"Draco?" I asked, shocked with my eyes wide. He looked at me then his eyes widened.
"Jamie?" He looked at Sara, "Maci? What are you two doing here, with them?"
"Well, for your information, Draco," Sara said, "Harry is our next door neighbor, and Aunt Arabella asked us to sit with him and his friends."
"Really? You live with Mrs. Figg? Why?" Draco asked.
"Your master killed their parents, Ferret." Harry said, putting emphasis on 'your master'.
"He's not my master, Potter. But Voldermort," Ron and Ginny winced, "killed your parents?"
"They were Muggles, and in the wrong place at the wrong time." I said, feeling the tears well up. I hadn't talked about my parents since they were killed.
"I'm sorry, Jamie. I didn't mean for you to…" Draco tried to say something, but all that came out was a deep breath. The tears were running down my face, and I couldn't stop them.
"Let them all out, James." Draco said, and hugged me, letting me cry into his robes.
"Damn, we have to change!" Sara exclaimed. We did, and when we were done, we were at Hogwarts.